I'm overwhelmed. The emotions wash over me. I stare out at the snow continuing to fall in big flakes and get little work done. I watch the people in the Inaugural crowd - white, black, brown - bundled up with huge smiles and tears streaming down their faces.
My mom called me last night to tell me about when she was teaching at Provine HS in Jackson, MS the first year of integration (62 or 63?). Her principal apologized to her for putting some of the black students in her class. She made everybody sit in alphabetical order. Her voice cracked as she reflected on her small role in this great journey that is this country.
More photos of the snow in Carrboro are here.
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